Friday, Day 8: one week and one day. It is going fine. Will spend the next four days in Missouri with family. I think I'll do okay. Did smell someone smoking a cigarette yesterday and the old trained brain starts to go there -- but I keep walking and yank it back.
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Ma, I thought you did so well! You've come along way Baby!
Thank you, Kristy, for commenting. But you are remembering that year I tried to quit with two (or was it three) teenagers and Dad was off working in Minnesota. Compared to that attempt, anything is doing "well"!!
Johanna remembers the year I tried to quit, with the hypnotism. She remembers my rage (rages). She will be a good barometer, then, when I come off the pills.
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